Playing With Fire
‘I make the rules.’ But is he playing his game—or hers?Marianna Ruiz never thought she'd see Simon Rodriguez again—or that hiring him to unearth some suspicious dealings at her father’s company would lead to one seriously hot hook-up. At first it was just supposed to be some naughty revenge sex. But now, behind closed doors, Marianna and Simon have one last chance to finish what they started eleven years ago…
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âI make the rules.â
But is he playing his gameâor hers?
Marianna Ruiz never thought sheâd see Simon Rodriguez againâor that hiring him to unearth some suspicious dealings at her fatherâs company would lead to one seriously hot hookup. At first, it was just supposed to be some naughty revenge sex. But behind closed doors, Marianna and Simon have one last chance to finish what they started eleven years ago...
Award-winning author of sensual, emotional adventures of the heart, REBECCA HUNTER writes sexy stories about alpha men and spirited women set in Australia for Harlequin DARE. She lives with her family in the San Francisco Bay Area.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-08678-3
FORBIDDEN TO WANT
© 2019 JC Harroway
Published in Great Britain 2019
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Contents
SIMON RODRIGUEZ PULLED off the road across from the gated entrance of the Spanish-style house and put the rental car into Park. He rubbed his jaw, scraping his fingers over the unshaven scruff he hadnât bothered with this morning at the hotel. No one lived in this house anymore as far as he knew. No one would witness this one last glimpse at the place that had almost wrecked him.
He pulled off his sunglasses and rolled down the window of the black town car for a better look. Damn, it was hot in Miami Beach, that sticky, heavy hot that made an afternoon of construction work a living hell. He had quit that kind of manual labor when he enlisted and left Miami eleven years ago, but his reaction was still visceral. Just one more reason heâd gotten the fuck out of here, out of this state, out of this country. Away from the one woman Simon should never have gotten involved with.
Best decision of his life.
So, what was he doing here, in front of Marianna Ruizâs house? She had moved out of this place years ago when she got married. The gate was locked shut. And wasnât it damned fitting that even after her fatherâs death, Simon was still barred from the place.
He was saying goodbye for the very last time. That was what he was doing. Clearly, the other last time wasnât painful enough to keep him away. But there was nothing left to suck him in again. Heâd just get a little closure.
Simon stared at the enormous structure behind the gates, partly hidden behind lush green palm trees that lined the property. Off to the side, the very top of the boathouse was visible, the boathouse he and his father had built one summer long ago. If Marianna hadnât sold off her fatherâs estate yet, it probably still sheltered the boat where he and Marianna hadâ
